The fridge saga continues. Our landlord is finally replacing the broken fridge with two smaller (full size) fridges. One for each floor. Convenient and awesome, right? Now the troll can stay upstairs where she belongs!
There’s always something with this girl.
In the words of Ariel, “Wait what?”
The girl who just had to have the most expensive room in the apartment…
The girl who leaves every light on in the house…
The girl who leaves her fan and radio on while going home for the weekend…
The girl who leaves the AC on when she isn’t even in the room – WITH WINDOWS OPEN…!
…is concerned about our utility bills!?
I’m sorry — are you FUCKING SERIOUS?!
It took every fiber of my being, not to make an aggressive comment about turning off the goddamn lights and being more thoughtful about electricity…and then I remembered she has had a personal mini fridge up there since she moved in!
(yes, in case you forgot, her exploding tofu was in our broken fridge when she had a perfectly good mini fridge upstairs)
So, being the bitch that I am…I responded passive aggressively about he mini fridge.
If you can’t afford the bills, don’t pick the room that’s $90 more expensive a month. Or better yet, go back home where you have a bunch of people to coddle you, wash your dishes, and take out your trash since you aren’t even taking classes this year anyway.